奇跡の価値は嘘と沈黙
まごころを、君に
A troubled sleep interrupted by a wishful dream, and when he woke up he realised the moment had been nothing more than a fake reality. A dream that was peaceful and perhaps even happy, but for it to appear at this time, a nightmare instead. A desperate plea from the depths of the heart, or a prank on himself by himself?
She said, “Don’t make others suffer for your personal hatred.”

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